I just needed somewhere to share my story and this seemed like a good place...

Today I found out my favorite uncle has passed away. I found out through my cousin's facebook status that simply said "RIP dad." I saw him at least once a week until I moved away from home and we were very close. I will always remember him from his sense of humor. I am in kind of a bad place emotionally right now, since I had just finally started feeling back to normal after losing my best friend in a car accident in January. I just feel empty. I'm not sure what to do. I can't imagine what my cousins are going through but I don't know what to say to them or how to reach out. At the same time, I am angry that no one bothered to even call my parents or myself, that we had to find out through a facebook post.I just feel like the emptiness and anger and grief are about to spin out of control unless I could get some of this off my chest.

Hey I'm sort of in a reverse position to you. My dad died 2 months and 2 days ago today. I'm sorry but I can't say much about your emptiness anger and grief other than that I am right in the midst of that as well. It is a terrible time.
One thing I can tell you, however, is to reach out to your cousin in any way. My own cousin has been very much ignoring the fact that my dad died. I never talked to him about it and he's never brought it up. This gives me the feeling that he just doesn't care which has led to me distancing myself from him (even though he may well be feeling like you - not knowing what to do).
So don't be like my cousin, talk to your uncles family. And not just once; consistently. Every few days drop them a line via text. Tell them that you are thinking of them and also mourning about their dad. They will be really grateful for that, trust me.
If they did that to me, it would only really show me what a great man my dad was and what a big hole he leaves in everyone's life and not just mine. I would really brighten up my day if my cousin just wrote me something like "hey just want to let you know that I was thinking of this one good time we had together with your dad. I'm sad that he's gone."

I was attending a small religious college, and I had a make up essay for one of my classes. It was a book report on a devotional that the professor could say no wrong about. I read it and wrote my essay based on his specific guidelines. He read 2 pages of my 10 page essay and gave me an F because my opinion of the book did not match his.